Lerithyn unslings his cannon from his perch forty feet above the group and aims down the sight at the displacer beast below him (#2). He's careful to watch as it moves, noticing the positioning of the illusion in accordance to the best location of his shot. He fires, focusing his energy into the weapon and triggering a thunderous boom. Leaves begin falling from the branches around him and as they clear he notices a solid hit on his target. He then lowers one hand from the cannon and pulls, pushes, twists his puzzlebox focus while gesturing towards Ilmo. Ilmo is also surrounded by a shimmering shield (Shield of Faith).
Sorgen was shaking, traumatized by the violence of the hits taken. Without the arcane aura that shielded him, he could have died.
[Shielding Aurora reduced damage to 10]
His urge of escaping the danger stirred heavily with a need of revenge, and after a split second of agonizing indecision, Sorgen retorted with a passionate attack, helped by Ilmo's artful inspiration. He hit the beast with an inelegant but powerful strike, which severed a major artery in the predator's musucular throat. Blood shoot out, painting a tall red arc high in the air, following the backlash towards Sorgen, whose face became completely covered in thick crimson on all of its right side.
The predator had become a prey, but Sorgen didn't stop thinking, although his expression became an indecipherable mask of satisfaction muddled by pain and fear, and made horrifying by the blood.
He leaped back as fast as he could, distancing himself from the carnage, preparing to resort to magic to save his own life.
[OOC: 11 damage, moved 40 ft far from every animal, to the East http://dice.brainclouds.net/CampaignView.aspx?ID=C3A847F30844477681F567366CAE0B27&URL=%2fCampaigns.aspx ]
As the blood trickles down to the ground Stribog sees two of the beasts looking up at him. "Alright you freaks, No More Games!" Elemental air raises Stribog even higher! (20 ft) He turns toward the ground, Lightening pulsing from his wounds coursing to his hands. With arms outstretched he yells, "Take THIS!" clapping both his hands together, a sudden loud ringing noise is heard between the two beasts! (Shatter22 Thunder damage Failed Con save DB#2, 10 Thunder damage Failed Con DB#3)
Pulling more from his elemental air he flies above Cassiel and out stretches his hands fingers pointing out. Flames erupt from his finger tips and blasts the Displacer beasts! (Burning Hands9 fire dmg on DB#2, 8 fire dmg DB#3 Dex save Failed) Seeing the damage done Stribog flies landing between Ilmo and Major.
With the the fall of one of the beasts Cassiel tries to finish the one in front of him seeing that there were two more coming. He goes for the creature eyes but the pain in his side from the beast tentacles was to much for him this time and he misses the attack (Attack 1d20+5 = 7). Seeing that he needs a better positioning he gathers the powers of his curse Cassiel turning into a mist and floating 30' back to stand on top of the fallen beast corpse right behind where major was standing (Misty Step) he awaits his companions.
Ra'sakar leaps off the dead displacer beast and rushes towards the nearest beast. As he does so, he thrusts at it with his mental powers [Mind Thrust. Int save by beast, damage roll 4]. He then repeats what he did with the first beast, getting on its back to make him self a harder target for the beast. He maintains the shielding shape of his right soul knife [AC remains at 20].
To Barachiel Cassiel says with his mind voice: Friend and protector, please ward my body against this creatures vicious attacks. (Invocation Armor of Shadow Mage Armor).
Now he waits for his companions and enemies to position themselves so he can exploit any advantages in his next moves.
Seeing Ra'sakar jump atop one of the beasts, Lerithyn reloads his cannon and focuses his aim on the second one (Beast #2). It pops out of sight just as he's about to pull the trigger and he has to adjust his aim. The cannon whines as the energy builds up and another thunderclap resounds in the air as he pulls the trigger. A flock of birds rise up from the trees at the sound.
Seeing Major fighting alone, Stribog began to make round motions with his hands until a multi-colored orb grew from the energies. First red, then blue, then yellow, moving, changing growing. Finally when it was as big as his fist, the orb was completed and stayed a sky blue color. The elemental air lifting him another 10 ft up (30 ft in the air) so that no tree could block his view, Stribog hurled the orb at the beast in front of Major, leaving a cold trail in the air! ( Chromatic OrbAttack 1d20+6= 16, Ice damage 3d8= 13)
Without seeing if it hit, Stribog flew between Cassiel and Ilmo preparing for his next attack.
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Annoyed that the Displacer Beast managed to shake him off, Ra'sakar decides to instead go after the other remaining one. Once more, he leaps onto the back of the beast, striking it in the back of the head [Attack Roll 19, Damage roll 11] before landing on its back. This time, he takes the extra precaution of wrapping his legs around the beast's neck. Once more he retains the shape of his shielding soul knife.
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From his newly found vantage point, Sorgen takes out his crossbow and fires a hasty bolt, which missed the nearest beast by a long shot. A hissed curse escaped out of the rogue's mouth.
Deciding it was time to get real, Lerithyn loads his cannon before placing it on a nest of branches next to him. He reaches behind into his pack, summoning his hook-rope. In a quick movement that involves a fluid spin and flip in the air, the rope dangles behind him and he's got a sharp hook in each hand. He then uses that momentum to fling the hook down at the displacer beast below him.
Seeing that the beast closer to him is already hurt, Cassiel giving into Adriel's rage charges it and attacks it with his black rapier (1d20+5=18) and hitting it at it's neck (1d8+3=11) he waits for his companions moves.
Lerithyn unslings his cannon from his perch forty feet above the group and aims down the sight at the displacer beast below him (#2). He's careful to watch as it moves, noticing the positioning of the illusion in accordance to the best location of his shot. He fires, focusing his energy into the weapon and triggering a thunderous boom. Leaves begin falling from the branches around him and as they clear he notices a solid hit on his target. He then lowers one hand from the cannon and pulls, pushes, twists his puzzlebox focus while gesturing towards Ilmo. Ilmo is also surrounded by a shimmering shield (Shield of Faith).
(Attack #1 1d20+6 = 20; Attack #2 1d20+6 = 26; Damage 3d6+4 = 15)
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Sorgen was shaking, traumatized by the violence of the hits taken. Without the arcane aura that shielded him, he could have died.
[Shielding Aurora reduced damage to 10]
His urge of escaping the danger stirred heavily with a need of revenge, and after a split second of agonizing indecision, Sorgen retorted with a passionate attack, helped by Ilmo's artful inspiration. He hit the beast with an inelegant but powerful strike, which severed a major artery in the predator's musucular throat. Blood shoot out, painting a tall red arc high in the air, following the backlash towards Sorgen, whose face became completely covered in thick crimson on all of its right side.
The predator had become a prey, but Sorgen didn't stop thinking, although his expression became an indecipherable mask of satisfaction muddled by pain and fear, and made horrifying by the blood.
He leaped back as fast as he could, distancing himself from the carnage, preparing to resort to magic to save his own life.
[OOC: 11 damage, moved 40 ft far from every animal, to the East http://dice.brainclouds.net/CampaignView.aspx?ID=C3A847F30844477681F567366CAE0B27&URL=%2fCampaigns.aspx ]
PbP Character: Sorgen ir'Zendorn / Sohar Gada - Warlock (Seeker, Star Chain) 3, Rogue 1 (Eberron/Zendikar!)
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As the blood trickles down to the ground Stribog sees two of the beasts looking up at him. "Alright you freaks, No More Games!" Elemental air raises Stribog even higher! (20 ft) He turns toward the ground, Lightening pulsing from his wounds coursing to his hands. With arms outstretched he yells, "Take THIS!" clapping both his hands together, a sudden loud ringing noise is heard between the two beasts! (Shatter 22 Thunder damage Failed Con save DB#2, 10 Thunder damage Failed Con DB#3 )
Pulling more from his elemental air he flies above Cassiel and out stretches his hands fingers pointing out. Flames erupt from his finger tips and blasts the Displacer beasts! (Burning Hands 9 fire dmg on DB#2, 8 fire dmg DB#3 Dex save Failed) Seeing the damage done Stribog flies landing between Ilmo and Major.
As Major sees the beast fall he immediately sprints to the next one swinging the greatsword
1d20 + 5 to hit = 15
Damage 2d6 + 3 = 9
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PbP Character Major - Warforged/Fighter
"I am not to be toyed with"
With the the fall of one of the beasts Cassiel tries to finish the one in front of him seeing that there were two more coming. He goes for the creature eyes but the pain in his side from the beast tentacles was to much for him this time and he misses the attack (Attack 1d20+5 = 7). Seeing that he needs a better positioning he gathers the powers of his curse Cassiel turning into a mist and floating 30' back to stand on top of the fallen beast corpse right behind where major was standing (Misty Step) he awaits his companions.
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Ra'sakar leaps off the dead displacer beast and rushes towards the nearest beast. As he does so, he thrusts at it with his mental powers [Mind Thrust. Int save by beast, damage roll 4]. He then repeats what he did with the first beast, getting on its back to make him self a harder target for the beast. He maintains the shielding shape of his right soul knife [AC remains at 20].
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To Barachiel Cassiel says with his mind voice: Friend and protector, please ward my body against this creatures vicious attacks. (Invocation Armor of Shadow Mage Armor).
Now he waits for his companions and enemies to position themselves so he can exploit any advantages in his next moves.
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Seeing Ra'sakar jump atop one of the beasts, Lerithyn reloads his cannon and focuses his aim on the second one (Beast #2). It pops out of sight just as he's about to pull the trigger and he has to adjust his aim. The cannon whines as the energy builds up and another thunderclap resounds in the air as he pulls the trigger. A flock of birds rise up from the trees at the sound.
(Disadvantage Attack 1d20+6 = 21)
(Damage 3d6+4 = 9)
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Seeing Major fighting alone, Stribog began to make round motions with his hands until a multi-colored orb grew from the energies. First red, then blue, then yellow, moving, changing growing. Finally when it was as big as his fist, the orb was completed and stayed a sky blue color. The elemental air lifting him another 10 ft up (30 ft in the air) so that no tree could block his view, Stribog hurled the orb at the beast in front of Major, leaving a cold trail in the air! ( Chromatic Orb Attack 1d20+6= 16, Ice damage 3d8= 13)
Without seeing if it hit, Stribog flew between Cassiel and Ilmo preparing for his next attack.
Major tries to swing towards the the beast again
17 to hit
damage 2d6 + 3 = 15
PbP Character Major - Warforged/Fighter
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Annoyed that the Displacer Beast managed to shake him off, Ra'sakar decides to instead go after the other remaining one. Once more, he leaps onto the back of the beast, striking it in the back of the head [Attack Roll 19, Damage roll 11] before landing on its back. This time, he takes the extra precaution of wrapping his legs around the beast's neck. Once more he retains the shape of his shielding soul knife.
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From his newly found vantage point, Sorgen takes out his crossbow and fires a hasty bolt, which missed the nearest beast by a long shot. A hissed curse escaped out of the rogue's mouth.
[OOC: All rolls]
PbP Character: Sorgen ir'Zendorn / Sohar Gada - Warlock (Seeker, Star Chain) 3, Rogue 1 (Eberron/Zendikar!)
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Deciding it was time to get real, Lerithyn loads his cannon before placing it on a nest of branches next to him. He reaches behind into his pack, summoning his hook-rope. In a quick movement that involves a fluid spin and flip in the air, the rope dangles behind him and he's got a sharp hook in each hand. He then uses that momentum to fling the hook down at the displacer beast below him.
(Disadvantage Improvised Range Attack 1d20+4 = 8)
The hook-rope falls short of making contact with the displacer beast.
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Seeing that the beast closer to him is already hurt, Cassiel giving into Adriel's rage charges it and attacks it with his black rapier (1d20+5=18) and hitting it at it's neck (1d8+3=11) he waits for his companions moves.
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